Shang Wu suddenly stood up, her pupils constricted, unable to believe her eyes.
How could it be him?!
He was the one who coldly said on the phone, "Whether I live or die is none of the Lu family's business," and now he's the one bringing me life-saving medicine.
After Qianjue finished speaking with the dean, she turned around and saw Shang Wu standing not far away.
A fleeting, unnatural look of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly regained his usual cold, businesslike expression and walked over, carrying his suitcase.
"Miss Shang."
He gave a curt greeting and handed over the box, saying, "This is the medicine that Mr. Lu ordered to be delivered. Please take it on time."
Mr. Lu?
Shang Wu didn't take the box, but stared intently at him: "Mr. Lu? Which Mr. Lu? Assistant Qian, you'd better explain yourself clearly. You were the one who told me to fend for myself on the phone, and now you're the one delivering medicine? What exactly do you want?"
Qianjue's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
He pursed his lips, his eyes darting away for a moment, then, as if making up his mind, he answered stiffly, "This time, it was Mr. Lu Zheng who, after learning of your situation, used his connections to get expert treatment and send medicine out of consideration for our old acquaintance. It has nothing to do with you, young master, so don't overthink it."
Lu Zheng?
The excitement in Shang Wu's eyes vanished completely.
To prevent Lu Rang from having another attack, Lu Zheng sacrificed all possibilities for her and Lu Rang without even telling her.
I guess he felt guilty and knew she was dying, so he reluctantly helped her.
Shang Wu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging emotions, and accepted the heavy box.
She raised her head, looked at Qianjue, and said in an extremely calm but resolute tone, "Alright. In that case, please tell Mr. Lu Zheng for me that I thank him for his compassion in saving my life. Also, please tell him that I will not leave Yecheng."
Qianjue frowned: "Don't say things like that on purpose. The master didn't save you on conditions. He didn't use the life-saving grace to force you to never return to Lincheng."
"Isn't that what you meant? You just didn't say it out loud. If Mr. Lu knew I was going back, he might bring up the fact that he saved me."
Shang Wu looked at him calmly and clearly, seeing through all their thoughts.
Kindred was exposed, and there was nothing to explain, so he simply shrugged.
"It's good that you know it in your heart."
He turned to leave.
Watching his retreating figure, Shang Wu's eyes flickered slightly: "Ruan Yuzhi is dead."
Qianjue paused abruptly, revealing an expression of extreme shock and disbelief, and even subconsciously took a half step back.
"She... passed away?"
Shang Wu did not miss the fleeting look of horror in his eyes.
It seems that Lu Zheng was unaware of this news.
Qianjue's reaction seemed to confirm that Lu Zheng sent experts to save her without knowing that his mother had passed away. He was simply saving her out of guilt, even though she was Ruan Yuzhi's daughter.
Shang Wu actually sensed a tiny bit of kindness from Lu Zheng.
She stopped looking at the shocked Qianjue, picked up her medicine box, and turned to leave.
Qianjue was uneasy and only left in a hurry after watching her completely disappear around the corner of the corridor.
He returned to Lincheng Wanhu the next day.
Qianjue knocked on the study door and went in.
Lu Zheng was sitting behind a large desk, practicing calligraphy.
He no longer interferes in any of the Yu family's affairs, and has become much calmer.
Qianjue took a deep breath and respectfully reported, "Sir, the medicine has been delivered to Miss Shang."
"Hmm." Lu Zheng didn't even look up, his tone flat. "What did she say?"
"She..." Qianjue hesitated for a moment, but still forced herself to say, "She asked me to tell you that she appreciates your compassion, and also said..."
He paused, then lowered his voice, "He said Ruan Yuzhi is dead."
"Snap!"
Lu Zheng suddenly dropped the brush in his hand, splashing a small blob of ink.
He suddenly looked up, his face showing undisguised shock, and even a hint of indescribable complexity.
"Ruan Yuzhi is dead? When did this happen? How did she die?"
"Specifically... Miss Shang didn't say, she only mentioned this matter," Qianjue answered cautiously.
Lu Zheng leaned back in his chair, his eyes shifting, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table as he fell into deep thought.
Ruan Yuzhi is dead...
The woman who ruined his family, just died like that?
Just then, the study door was gently pushed open.
Lu Rang stood expressionless at the door, his face pale, with a lingering weariness and restraint between his brows.
The moment Lu Zheng saw him, all the shock and complex emotions on his face vanished instantly, and he regained his usual dignified demeanor.
He stood up, crumpled the ruined writing into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
"What's wrong?"
Qianjue fell silent, standing to the side with her head down, her heart pounding, afraid that Lu Rang had overheard their conversation.
Lu Rang glanced between the two men, his deep eyes revealing no emotion.
He said casually, "My head hurts. I've finished my previous medication."
Lu Zheng frowned, a hint of concern in his voice: "It hurts again? I told you not to worry about the docks these days. Qianjue, go and call Dr. Wang over to get his medicine."
"Yes, sir." Qianjue immediately went to find the doctor.
Soon, Dr. Wang came in with his medicine box, skillfully examined Lu Rang, prepared the white pills, and handed them to Lu Rang.
He said respectfully, "Young Master, this is your usual painkiller. Taking it on time will relieve the pain."
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